alexandrawangswriting

Here are my poems and short stories


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All Alone in The Darkness

Moonlight slithers
The row of bars quivers.

Freedom I yearn
My stomach starts to churn.

Tortured screams pierce
The voices are fierce.

Then they fade
The echo of footsteps invade.

Beneath the door a shadow crawls
Figures appear before the walls.

They say this is a hallucination
Or my imagination.

I am swayed
My pain cannot be allayed.

Without a path
The voices laugh.